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Sorceress ReneraName: Renera
eye colour: Brown
Hair colour: Black
Date of birth: sphere date 1690
Place of birth: Sunsea temple
abilities: matter convergence, Dark energy balls, black magic, control weather, walk through solid objects, Summons immortals.
Blood type: AB-
Husband: lord. Ralasxa ( deceased)
Daughter: Kataxia / Alendre ( alive)
Weapon: Staff of unforgiving light (ceremonial and not in battle)
Sword of lost souls (in battle)
History: Sorceress Renera was born on out of a forbidden relationship between the priestess of the sunsea temple and the god Abarran , she grew up under the guidance of the priestess guild , as she reach puberty , she began exhibiting the standard sorceress traits , the last sorceress had died 600 years before her birth, she was shunned by all, as her skin became
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Race: Anthro porcupine was once human but seperated his mind and body through the power of his chaos emerald , his mind took the form of the porcupine anthro whilst he sealed his human body in a temperal rift.
Location: City of the Ancients
Fur colour: Black/ dark purple
Eye colour: dark blue
Family: all dead to his knowledge apart from his sister Xoco who to save her life sealed her in the dagger of the ancients
main enemies: Angel,Shadow, Sonic, Rouge , Eggman, mephalis and iblis and pretty much everyone who comes up against him.
Personality: very calm and cocky, and very smart, has no major emotion left in him, likes to boast, knows the history of the entire planet, and
Background: Once was a kind young child, with everything going for him , whilst digging in his parents garden he came across a chest , he opened a chest and found a chaos emerald , but it was black, hidden by the ancients , he took the cry
chapter 1 the meetingUnited through loss.
Chapter 1: The meeting
The rain crashed against the windows of the small port town, the lighting flashing like a light house looking out to sea, the storm had rolled in unexpectedly, and some considered this a bad omen for the town. As a hooded figure appeared on the harbour; the hooded figure walked past the two sailors who stood smoking their pipes , trying to combat the beastly winds that blew their mournful tune; " hey baby, want come and keep me warm tonight" a sailor cheered, the hooded figure stopped and looked at the sailor, she pointed and gestured to the sailor to come towards her the sailor nudged his friend as the other finished his pipe and went into the cabin listening to the sound of the other men laughing and jeering at a rude joke, as the sailor smiled and walked towards the figure , as the sailor got close the figure disappeared , the sailor stopped and turned around to find himself hanging by his throat the figure had grabbe
angelias friendname: Paulie
surname: de menchestor
eye colour: hazelnut brown
hair colour: jet black
place of birth : ardeche valley, southern france
fighting style : traditionalists
abilities: matter covergence , flexible, thief(lock picking , basic street fighter)
Blood type: o-
Weapon: any weapon, can summon any weapon through matter convergence.
Weapon name: no name
Family: mother died in birth , father killed by thieves and sister was kidnapped by same bandits
history: came from a rich merchant family from the south of france, life was pretty good, he came from a loving family, but as usual you fate dealt a blow to the loving relationship to this family, whilst giving birth to his younger sister Katie, his kother died , she was buried in the family tomb, it was this event that shattered the close relationship of the family, for many years Paulie`s father worked and the family grew richer, and paulie who was a very smart person and had dabbled in the art of
angel profile completedname: Angelia
place of birth : n/a
fighting style :mixed martial arts
Blood type: ab+
Weapon: dual swords ( connect at handle . to make a double bladed spear)
Weapon: alpha and omega
Family: no known relations, raised by the high priestess of the hidden stream temple , in china ( she was murdered by an unknown assailant).
Wears: Blue trousers , white boots , blue shirt , white gloves , and a pendany which turns out to be a shard of soul edge.
history: found wondering the streets of Cairo , she was always a lonely child, she had no knowledge of her family or where she came from, she was taken to a temple in the high mountains of the chinese/mongolian border, where she was raised in the role of high priestess , she was a curious girl the ultimate killer she had no emotion , no fear and no compassion she was a quick learner she managed the mixed amrtial arts and learnt how to expertly weild dual short swords, there was one thing tha
new intro called alley of sinThis is the first page of my story in which i have experienced the most wonderous thing ever, i have seen things that would not be deemed possible by normal humans. so i suppose i should introduce myself i am Roberto de crelii i am an Lawyer in britain and my life has been far from easy, i was born on the 23rd january 1987 to laurella and antonia de crelii , my mother was the ambassador for italy in britain and my father was a member of the un peacekeeping force, but that was all to change my father was killed when i was three in a peace keeping , and my mother died of breast cancer a year later and from that point on my life would be a roller coaster of emotion and of death.
After the death of my mother i was sent to Sicily to live with my grand parents sophia and giovanni , i came from a prominent italian background , my grandfather was chief of police and my grandmother a schoolyard teacher , and for 10 years i lived in peace but at the age of 14 my grandparents where killed when
five.Five is the number of times you worry he’s stopped breathing, as the surgeons carve around his heart, twisting away the plaque ridden arteries, and pulling a vein out of his leg. Five is the number of heart wrenching hours you and your family were waiting in the hospital room, worried that your lives would crumble, that there would be five members of the family instead of six, that five days out of the week he would not come home for dinner, that five kisses from him would no longer be given to his wife and four children. Five was the amount of fingernails you bit off while watching people enter and exit the waiting room, and the amount of minutes your mother spent on the phone, explaining that something was wrong. Five is the critical difference between holding a father’s hand as your mother cries into his heart shaped pillow. The difference between rejoicing and smiling weakly because he’s okay or carrying your father’s American-flag-covered-casket and watchin
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